One Day I Will Be...
I know that one day I'll be my mother. I will be wishing my kids and grandkids lived closer. I will be looking back at my life and think I should have done this or that differently. I will reminisce about the time I did this or that, went here or there, etc., but I am not there yet. Where I am is watching my Mother-In-Law spending the remainder of her life in a place that is not home. A place filled with strangers that care for her every need but it's not home. Pictures hang on her wall to remind her she has grandchildren. She has a Steeler's and WVU blanket on her bed to remind her she is a fan. She looks out the window by her bed to remind her of the seasons, day to night, and is the sun shining or is it raining outside. She sings hymns to remind herself she is Christian with a strong faith and that God will never forsake her but set by her bed until she falls asleep. None of this is easy. My two best friends both went through this with their mother. They wa